let go of my anne

The sonic boom that pierced people's eardrums reverberated in the air again, and the dull thunder rushed into everyone's nerves.

Mercury's Cannon No. 13 activated.

The light blue thunderball cut through the air again, rushing into the narrow valley with a long snow-white hollow trail that was almost visible to the naked eye.

The blue brilliance rises and falls again, the sun is swallowed up and reborn, and reigns over the earth once again.

The sun is shining, and the snow and fog are gradually dissipating.

People stared numbly at the land that had been bombarded, and the typical northern war helmet once again appeared in people's field of vision.

Olaf was knocked down again and blasted into the snow.

Then, slowly, firmly and forcefully, he crawled out of the deep, soft snow, and gently shook the snow off himself. No. 13 raised the ax in his hand and pointed at Gai. Lun.

He was unscathed, oh no, if there was any damage at all, it would be that his beard, which was initially like a golden flame, was a little burnt, which made Olaf look worse than the one who jumped from the top of the city before. It was so powerful at the time, it even made people laugh a little bit.

But Galen couldn't laugh at all. Olaf's ability to resist blows is chilling. He could feel the power of the energy ball fired from Jess's cannon called Mercury, and he thought he was tough. Although the thirteen strokes won't kill him, he will definitely be injured. It is absolutely impossible for him to provoke himself easily and freely like Olaf is now.

Locke method number one, it really should not be insulted lightly.

"How many more times can I use it?" He glanced at the ax pointed at him thousands of yards away, and turned his gaze to Jess who was preparing for the next attack.

"No more than ten times." Jess said the answer very vaguely.

This is completely inconsistent with his usual strict style, and from the temperature felt by the nicks on the slightly hot metal surface of Hex, and the degree of vibration of the entire Mercury Hammer, combined with previous experimental data and Judging from the actual combat experience of blocking Zaun that time, it can fire up to eight times. If it is forced to fire the ninth time, then a large-scale rune energy explosion will definitely occur. Coupled with its recent improvements, its destruction To a certain extent, they will definitely lose [-] yuan without fighting.

But he still said that, because he needs time, he can't let Galen lose confidence in himself ahead of time, even though that damned barbarian of Lokfar has resisted thirteen attacks tenaciously, he is indeed very strong, but Jess doesn't believe that relying solely on flesh and blood can resist his continuous bombardment, he must be holding on, maybe next time he can resist this time, the next time, and the next time, but he will definitely fall before the tenth time Down.

for sure.

When the time comes, he will be able to prove himself, prove that his science and mind are definitely better than pure rampage, better than those muscles, better than this damn barbarian in front of him, better than Ezreal.

Stronger than Ezreal.

Thinking of this, Jess put Olaf into his scope again, and put his finger on the trigger.

The entire Mercury Cannon glowed light blue again.

Destruction is coming again.

At this moment, one hand pressed down on the muzzle of the cannon, forcefully pressing back a ball of lightning that was about to be formed.

The whole hex metal weapon vibrated violently, and Jace couldn't help taking a step back. He raised his head a little annoyed, and saw Galen's expressionless face.

"Perhaps, you should try another target." Galen ignored Jess' anger, took his hand from the muzzle, and pointed at the silent snow fortress under the sun.

At this time, the barbarian who had been bombarded countless times, Olaf, the number one berserker in Lokfar, suddenly threw a rough ax in his hand towards the outside of the valley. Li yelled: "Eat me with an axe."

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When the stalemate in the entire northern war is about to break, the battle in the Field of Justice seems to be far away from the real opening.

The Demacian trio made the best use of the dragging technique, and never fought the Noxus head-on. As long as Noxus wanted to push the tower regardless, they would use Lux's light magic to lurk into the Where the Noxians didn't expect it, a thunderbolt took one of them away. If they pursued, they ran. If they tried their best to demolish the tower, then the result can be imagined.

Such a rogue style of play made the Noxians completely helpless, and they happened to lack a character who was flexible and sharp enough to restrain Lux. If Tyrone was on the field, perhaps the situation would be different.

But the current situation is that as long as the Demacians don't want to fight, then although they won't win, they can definitely delay the time indefinitely.

If the main force can delay, then they win and buy enough time for Garen.

But the audience at War College didn't know this, and they began to get angry at Demacia's shameless play.

Those who supported Noxus began to curse loudly, saying that the Demacians were cowards who did not dare to fight. Just like their tradition, they were conspirator, coward, and so on.

Although the Demacians also felt that they were embarrassed by their side's fight, but out of national pride, they also started to fight back unwilling to be outdone.

For a moment, the entire Zhanzheng College was like a pot of boiling water, boiling until it exploded.

"I heard that someone was looking for you a few days ago?" Ryze, who was sitting on the left-hand deputy referee's seat on the highest mage tower in the center of Zhanzheng College, glanced at the battle in the sky and asked in a low voice. Soraka next to him.

"Yes, but I didn't see him." Soraka didn't look at the sky, she was looking at the crystal ball in her hand, and the good sunlight reflected a dazzling golden color on the good crystal ball.

"That's right..." Ryze glanced at the three men in black robes on the supreme referee's bench out of the corner of his eye, and finally changed the subject, "How is he doing?"

"I don't know." Soraka shook his head, "He's not dead anyway."

"You..." Ryze was not satisfied with this answer.

"I really don't know." Soraka shook his head again, with rare anxiety in his tone, "The recent star charts are in a mess, and you know, they... are back."

As soon as he heard the word "them", Ryze fell silent for a moment. He raised his head wordlessly, and next to his ear was:

The whole Zhanzheng Academy was full of noise.

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